There was this woman whoI used to know.She wore cardigans andglasses, and she hada smile that wouldchill a penguin.She loved to build things.One gray winter night,she built a house ofdelusions.There were no mirrors,and everything wasplastic.The couch,the bedthe sex,the laughter,the...

Retired! Grass to mow! It’s too hot!I don’t know what I thoughtWhen I promised to finish the lawn!Out of gas! Gotta’ goDrag my ass, take some doughFill this can, so that I can keep on… I am done! Summer’s heatFrom the...

Anchors slip away in a sea, calmed by nightly solitude.   A puff of wind, eases a bedroom shade open.   A flake of dust, drifts alone, gently on.